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When I chose to finally confront her, look her in the eye, she devoured me whole. IT was as though I could see nothing else but the rage and tenderness in her eyes. Burning hot, desperate. When she touched me it was electric. And when I touched her back, it was as though we had never been apart at all.

lyrics

It’s not so bad down here
You get used to it

Cut me a piece it’s a lovelorn tragedy
So predictable, mundane
Cut me a piece at the end of fragility
Cuz I don’t give a damn
Mmhmmm

This is my Hell mouth
These are my Hell hands
This is my Hell heart
And it goes….

Lust on your lips
It’s a vintage blasphemy
So immaculate, profane
Taking the piss out of moral apathy
Cuz I don’t give a damn
No I don’t give a damn

This is my Hellmouth
These are my Hell hands
This is my Hell heart
And it goes….
This is my Hell mouth
These are my Hell hands
This is my Hell heart
And it goes….
Mmhmmm

Bumb bump, bump bump, baby
Bumb bump, bump bump, baby
Bumb bump, bump bump, baby
What, are you scared?

This is my Hellmouth
These are my Hell hands
This is my Hell heart
And it goes….
This is my Hell mouth
These are my Hell hands
This is my Hell heart
And it goes….
Mmhmmm

credits

from The Girl Who Fell, Pt. II, track released September 22, 2021
Songs: Scott Christian Martin
Producer: Jeff Saltzman
Instruments: Scott Ayers
Mixing: Chris Hughes

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Queera Nightly Oakland, California

Reflections of a dark belladonna, The Girl Who Fell spins a tale of secrets and desire.

How the wounded young woman will run forever, losing time and losing sleep, tangled up in vintage telephone lines.

I met her once, a shadow in the bar.

I doubt she remembers me at all.

I asked her her name, her story. She laughed.
“How much time do you have?”
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